Gladius, in a hurry to not only help Adam but not miss out on the fun, was trying to get to the Dark Shore as fast as he could.
He didn't have the time to use the method that high-level Phantoms like him used. It required some preparations that he didn't want to waste time on.
So, all he had was his legs, energy, and physical might.
Despite his great speed, getting from the Citadel to the Dark Shore on foot was not an easy task. It required quite a bit of time.
'What do you think? Is that guy still alive?" Gladius asked.
Xyrea raised an eyebrow. 'Gladius, I have no idea. I don't have access to his NEP, it just doesn't work. But, his Operator hasn't sent any requests for help or reported the death of her Phantom.'
That was enough to put a sly smirk on Gladius's face.
'That's more than enough. This guy's tough.'
